Yung Wok
Cezar Wok
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Charge 'em up Vhig, on foenem I'ma young boss Wok in my cup, wrist on froze I’m bust No dust in my car unless it’s smoke from guns Yeah I'ma young dawg Real life Monopoly, playin' for the bucks You ain't no daddy, you is my son Elon Musk with me, we chargin' cars (Yeah) I'ma blow bands on whatever I want Money’s not love, don’t mix it up If she in between the fetti, then I take her out (Frrt) I'ma flip a brick if I'm going down South "Covid-19", she pourin' codeine I accomplish my dream, now I lucid dream I was up like a fiend, paid all my fees Losers gon' knell, leaders gon' lead (Wok) RIP X, it’s June eighteenth (RIP X) Twenty eighteen, I shed some tears I was in the studio poppin' on beans I saw some shit I can't unsee Y'all sleep on me, I sleep on yo' bitch Jack Harlow, bought brand new sheets, yeah (Huh?) New week, pop a new fit I'm in a Mazi, might switch for the Beam Double R truck in Dubai and I’m geeked Made a scene in the mall 'cause that bitch want Dior Only the drugs make me feel like the bitch really want me and she not a whore (Pussy ass) Wok in the flare with a 30 on me Beam on his head, lemme see Choppa' on me, yeah (Grra) He say he fly, knock the boots out his feet I'm really runnin', got boost in my feet (Runnin') Oh-yeah (Runnin') Pull up on his brother, roll him up in a leaf (Roll him up, uh) I live like a Priest, money long like a limousine (Like a limousine) I get the bread check, yeah (Yeah) I get the payback, huh (Aye) Callin' me bitch, call me later (Aye) Hop in a Benz, it’s a Maybach You bitches breaking like biscuits My vision angle "360", yeah Lightin' a blunt, now I'm litty I’m in the field and I'm driftin' Poppin' these tags, now I'm sippin', yeah I'm not a waiter, I run my city like a Mayor (Yeah) Love showing up, but this time I'm gon' lay low, yeah (Aye) If you gimme no payment There's lotta fish in the sea, I'm a sailor Blowin' O's for my haters (What?) Stick to that mud in my cup like some pavement, yeah I'm more than a player Yeah, I'm more than a player (Cezar, oh) F*ck is y'all talkin' bout man, I'm on a whole another level (Ice on me, thank God I made it through winter, Wok) Shit, I'm really poppin' in this bitch I'ma young boss Wok in my cup, wrist on froze I’m bust (Yeah I'm bust) No dust in my car unless it’s smoke from guns Yeah I'ma young dawg (Psh) Real life Monopoly, playin' for the bucks (Psh) You ain't no daddy, you is my son Elon Musk with me, we chargin' cars I'ma blow bands on whatever I want Money’s not love, don’t mix it up If she in between the fetti, then I take her out (Aye, yeah) I'ma flip a brick if I'm goin' down South (Goin' down South) "Covid-19", she pourin' codeine I accomplish my dream, now I lucid dream I was up like a fiend, paid all my fees Losers gon' knell, leaders gon' lead
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